Sitting all alone by your telephone
And you're waiting for something you're waiting on the tone
Trying to get together trying to keep it real tight
But you'll be dancing around in the middle of the night
Well you were down on arrival and way out of sight
And you were left for dead in the middle of the night
Well you're eaten up inside by some readymade drama
And you can't look up cause you dread the panorama
You're all boxed up on a Saturday night
You're all boxed up and you sing
You're all boxed up at eleven at night
And you're standing all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
Well you know there's a party on the side of the hill
And you know you shouldn't go but you know that you will
You're trying to keep it together trying to keep it real tight
But you'll be dancing around in the middle of the night
You can keep it for your mamas keep it for your poppas
You can raise a few llamas in the southern Bahamas
You can run to the bunker cause they just might bomb us
And sign that paper like you're Jefferson Thomas
And you're all boxed up on a Saturday night
You're all boxed up and you sing
You're all boxed up at eleven at night
And you're standing all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
When you sitting all alone by your telephone
And you're stranded in the rain in a mess of your own
Down on arrival and way out of sight
But you'll be dancing around in the middle of the night
And you're all boxed up on a Saturday night
You're all boxed up and you sing
You're all boxed up at eleven at night
And you're standing all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
You're all alone in the rain
Yes you are
You're all alone in the rain
